It looked so good... The daybeds, the smiling staff, the Spanish ladies choosing this little beach bar for their Saturday lunch, the music and the view of the ocean.
But this is what went wrong:
- I ordered a tomato salad (because the old ladies did - and they usually know their stuff). When the salad was waiting to be carried out to where we sat in the bar, a man in a gray t-shirt (owner?) came out of nowhere and started moving around my tomatoes with his fingers. "Hey, don't touch my food" I wanted to say, but since I didn't know that phrase in Spanish I simply removed the tomatoes he had touched. Clearly no sense of hygiene. At least if this guy is around.
- My boyfriend ordered a chicken burger which was completely burned under and on the top. Looked like someone forgot it in some kind of heater. Anyway, it was not eatable, so we sent it in and they removed it from our bill and gave us a fish burger with completely cold bread instead. (???)
- Last but not least, there's neither paper, nor paper towels, nor soap in the ladies room.
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